......

Mouth-to-mouth?!

Scold.

Shao Mo's eyes at this moment were cold enough to kill, he directly drew his sword without saying a word, his eyes were like ice blades piercing the faceless painting spirit, obviously in a state of rage.

He held a long sword in his hand, the tip of which pointed straight at the faceless spirit standing across from him.

The tide of battle is on the verge of breaking out.

......

The other side of the world in the painting.

Lu Qianhuan pushed open the iron door, and just raised her feet and walked into the inner room of the Black Mountain Range, suddenly something attacked her feet, she subconsciously drew her sword out of the sheath, and waited for it, and at the same time looked down at the source of the attack, and saw that it was a lump that attacked her...... Animal manure ???

Lu Duhuan was very strong, she didn't cry, she was just so angry that she wanted to scold her mother.

Sick?!

It's not good to play, but I actually played with Yoneda Koto, which I produced.

That's right, it's the one on the ground that looks ...... A slightly peculiar little duckling, the little duckling fluttered towards her with a comical step.

The worst thing is that this little characteristic duck is still stepping on her feet with that webbed claw that has just been glued.

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

It's good, it's a ruthless duck who controls the whole chrysanthemum.

Perfection declared to her—

This is its dung field, and it has the right to use.

......

The little duck raised its duck head, blinked its little eyes blankly, twisted its fat butt and circled around Lu Duhuan's feet twice, and its little brain seemed to be full of big doubts.

Is this human?

This one in front of you, well, people...... It's so festive, red, just like the color of the wedding dress in the story its father told him.

When Lu Duhuan fought the faceless vine monster outside the Black Mountain Range, the clothes were already stained with blood, so she had already changed into new clothes before she came in.

And in order to avoid entering the mountains, she may also encounter attacks and fights, so she deliberately changed into a red training uniform with narrow sleeves and a waist, and her belt and hair were also tied up with red ribbons, which made her appear more and more slender and long, her skin was white and snowy, her shoulders and neck line were slender and beautiful, and she was slender and moving.

She looked down at the curious little duckling that circled around her feet, her face was a little complicated, could this be the legendary winged bird?

This duckling grows ...... Well...... How to say it, it is very distinctive, except for the head is light gold, the other parts are snow-white, plush, slightly ugly, and the body parts are also intact, a pair of wings, both eyes are there, and it looks like the body is still relatively healthy.

It's just a little bit unscrupulous about duck hygiene, why do you like to play with dung balls like the shell lang?

This duck doesn't look like a species of winged bird at all, wow, this gap is too big, a healthy duckling, a disabled winged bird, can't hook it at all.

Lu Duanhuan lowered his head, the ducklings raised up, and they all looked at each other quietly, and no one spoke.

Of course, Lu Duhuan didn't know if this duck could speak human language, or if he could only speak their ethnic language.

A stick of incense has passed-

Neither a man nor a duck moved.

Half an hour has passed—

One person and one duck looked at each other affectionately but still did not move.

An hour passed—

Lu Duan moved, her eyebrows narrowed, and her long sword moved with her fingers, taking the lead in breaking the deadlock.

If the stalemate continued, she felt that she was about to become cross-eyed, she clenched the long sword in her hand with some vigilance, and said, "Little duckling, can you understand what I'm saying?"

Who would have thought that as soon as these words fell, the little duckling instantly exploded: "I'm not a duck, I'm not a duck, I'm not a duck." ”

The voice is small and small, and if you accidentally distinguish it, you think it's a little girl's voice. Seeing Lu Duhuan's disbelieving expression, it said seriously and anxiously again: "I'm not a duck!"

Lu Qianhuan: "?"

But you look alike.

Okay, no, no, she's not a three-year-old child anymore, she's four years old this year, can she still care about a duck!

"Okay, you're not a duck. Lu Duhuan waved his hand casually and said.

"I'm not a duck. The duckling was very stubborn and reiterated that it was not a duck.

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

Unexpectedly, there was such a real thing in the demon world, Lu Duhuan was a little helpless, and said, "Okay, okay, you are not a duck, then can you introduce what you are?"

Obviously it was a duck head, but Lu Duhuan seemed to see it from the fluffy duck face and smiled.

The duckling, who denies that he is a duck, opens his mouth and makes a ...... Bird call?

“......”

Okay, if you don't open your mouth, it's enough, and when she opens her mouth, she "chirps" amazingly, and she believes that it is not a duck.

Is this cross-species love, or is it a genetic mutation?

The appearance of a duck, but the core is a bird, but she is too young to understand this world of flowers.

It opened its small yellow mouth, "I...... It's not clear to me what I am, but I'm not a duck. ”

Lu Duhuan: "...... Okay, so why are you so sure you're not a duck?"

The little duckling's small black eyes were full of seriousness, "What my father said, my father said that I am not a duck, I am the most powerful." ”

“......”

Isn't this duck still having a father? Isn't it oviparous? If you have an immediate family, you have to be a mother, right?

For curious things, Lu Duhuan is very exploratory. Then he asked:

"Then does your father look like you?"

The little duck tilted his fluffy little head, and his little eyes were a little confused, as if he didn't understand why Lu Duhuan would ask such a simple question, "My dad is the same as you." ”

Lu Duhuan: ......

Like her???

Oh, she's human, hey!

......

The little duck asked Lu Qianhuan, "Are you human?"

Lu Duhuan did not hesitate and said, "Yes, I must be human." ”

After hearing Lu Qianhuan's answer, the little duck suddenly became excited, it jumped hard, pounced on her upper shoes, and then spread its wings to circle her calves.

The little duck said in a thin voice, "Then you can take me to my father, okay?"

Lu Duhuan: "???"

What's that?

Was she just hallucinating? How else would she hear the duckling telling her to take it to her father?

Lu Qianhuan said hesitantly: "I seem to have heard it wrong just now, did you ask me to take you to your father?"

The duckling's voice was like a cry: "Yes, can you take me to my father......?" I've been here for a long time...... I miss my dad so much......"

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

This...... This...... Where did the demon version of Dad go?

Lu Duhuan was shocked, and said with some melancholy: "I don't know your father, let alone where he is." ”

The little duckling was very excited, tears began to flow in his little eyes, and he tightly circled Lu Duhuan's calf with his wings, and cried aggrievedly: "...... Woowoo...... I miss my dad......"